Questions
Everyday questions
With answers
Not to be given
A new day
The same questions
Only death will have
The final
Answer
I am not a victim
Of my circumstances
I am a warrior
Losing a battle
Bleeding out
From my wounded soul
I am no martyr
I am merely one
Who will fight
To the death
Even if
It shall be my own
Two voices
One body
Battling for control
One to live
The other to die
In the arena of the mind
Two voices will enter
Only one will survive
Will I have to spend
Taking pills
Talking to people
Feeling like I’ll never be enough
Will I worry about
Falling when I’m alone
Not knowing if someone
Will be there to help me
Will I be
Walking this earth alone
Unable to share my truth
With someone who understands
Will I be able to
Do this
Alone
An only child
Imagination flourishing
Because there’s no other
Way to go
Playing alone
Make believe
All alone
Coming home from school
Bullies seem to persist
No brother or sister
To have your back
You continue on
Twenties are fun
But hard when things crumble
No one to help you
Push through the growing pains
Parents want to help
Parents who have siblings of their own
They don’t know
How to be without
That extra support
Fumbling through
The adult years come on strong
Everything hits you
Like icy sleet
On an rainy fall evening
Loneliness pierces
Through the skin
To the heart
You continue to push through
Until the sun comes out
But you’re still alone
Then comes the day
You get a call
Parents need you
To be the parent now
It’s on you
You will do everything you can to
For those who loved and raised you
Constantly knowing you are alone
Parents have gone
And you are all alone
Family exists
Aunts, uncles, cousins
But you are alone
Alone in your pain
Your loss
No one can or will understand
Life will never be the same
You are truly alone
Children fantasize about
The Happily Ever
Everyone is saved
All adversity is conquered
Love awaits at the end
Of every story
Not knowing that
Life is a constant line of
Broken Happy Ever Afters
The touch of love
And the kisses that come
Peace like quiet winter night
Wrapped in blankets by the fire
Dancing in the rain
On a dark ferocious night
Peace inside
When fear surrounds
Laughter with friends
When no worries come to pass
Peace inside
Peace inside
Peace inside
Why do you blog?
I have so many thoughts a feelings going through me that the only way to cope is to write it out. Plus poetry can appear to be a dying are unless you write music, so… I like to keep it alive while keeping myself alive.
Deep blue with the golden streak
Sitting in the front see
You driving me
Heading to the show
Or band practice
At Roy’s house
Riding in the front
With our best friends in the back
Heading to Mexico for some fun
Laying in the bed of your Toyota
On Valentine’s Day
Wishing I deserved you
If years with you could be summed up
It would include that ‘96 Toyota
A rock & roll star
Playing your favorite songs
An actress on stage and screen
Molding myself into the characters you love
A teacher
Respected by her students
A doctor or nurse
Healing those around the world
A writer
Inspiring people with her words
A friend
Who was always there
A family member
Always thought about and cherished
Could I have been
Anyone other than who I’ve become
I’ve tried it all
And still feel like
No one people think about
As much as I think about them
Someone lost
In the darkest corners of my mind
Alone
Without any hope
For what the future holds
Wandering aimlessly for a purpose
Trying everything
I can grasp onto
And not succeeding
At any one thing
Losing myself to the void
That is life
Is that life?
B.A. Wilcox © 